DxD System In DxD Chapter 142

Within 15-second Xenovia had changed more than 50 shades of red from both embarra.s.sment and anger as she knew that somehow this was his doing . . .

On the 25th second Xenovia held her sword with one hand while with the other she called out Durandal . . .

She stopped in her tracks and as she panted heavily while her body was incredibly hot from everything she had felt so far she looked with hatred towards Haoh . . .

Xenovia : One tooth of St . Peter, the blood of St . Basil, hair of St . Denis, and a piece of the raiment of the Blessed Virgin Mary . Hear My Plea!!!

Suddenly the s.p.a.ce on the right side from what Haoh could see started rippling and a hilt came out which he knew it was the Durandal . . .

The Durandal is a uniquely-shaped broadsword with a blue blade and a golden edge . The sword has a semicircular guard on the left side of the handle that extends to the bottom just above the pommel, with a small extension on the right side of the handle .

Standing from the tip of the blade, the Durandal is slightly taller than Xenovia, surpa.s.sing the latter's height by just a few centimetres .
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Irina : She actually used it, before the 30 seconds mark . . .

Suddenly the sword feeling her Host wielding another sword started buzzing as it refused that inferior fragment to be with her . . .

Just as it had started gathering holy aura and before it could release it on her, Haoh's voice spoke to it stopping it in its tracks . . .

Haoh : Oi . . . She is mine . . .

Durandal suddenly froze from its buzzing and Xenovia flintched when she heard that and in responce, she wielded the gathered up Holy Aura and slashed sending a slashing wave at him while yelling!!!

Xenovia : In your DREAMS!!!!

BOOOOOM!!!!

But at that moment she realised her mistake from all the pent up anger she had as just before her attack connected, she saw him smiling mischievously . . .

Xenovia : d.a.m.n!!!

Almost instantly Haoh appeared in front of her and pushed his palm forward as her whole body spasmed and trembled to send her flying . . .

BANG!!!

Xenovia : Ugh . . . . . Aaaahh . . . . . . .

While Xenovia rolled on the ground and hitted on the walls of the academy breaking through them, Haoh was panting as it had taken him a freaking hour to restore himself from losing his half body . . .

Therefore as payback, he roughed her up with his fingers, sucked her lips, her b.r.e.a.s.t.s and after finally, he ravaged her v.a.g.i.n.a with 3 fingers as it wa slippery from the previous times, he sucked all her juices at that moment . . .

Then he used the last 10 minutes he had to place her suit back with the help of his system and thankfully it was free . . .

As she was rolling, Xenovia couldn't keep her voice down from her climaxing as this time it was the most intense she had felt the whole time . . .

Irina and Sona's peerage thought for a moment, that Haoh hitted her chest which caused her to be unable to breath causing her to gasp for air and at the same time, sweated to catch her breath . . .

They then saw Haoh going inside the rumbles . . .

Just as the worst came to her mind, she charged forward in order to help Xenovia but before she could she heard rustling sounds coming from inside as Xenovia was dragging herself out . . .

Her whole face was a mess and her body was drenched in her so-called sweat, Irina would have never imagined she would have seen Xenovia like this . . .

Just as she was distracted Haoh rushed towards her with the intentions of finishing her off . . .

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Irina : Che!!! WAIT THE f.u.c.k UP!!!

As she mustered herself up, Xenovia glared at Irina not to interfere, but it was too late for her to do that as Haoh was already upon her . . .

Just as he punched at her, she sidestepped letting the punch pa.s.s by from her right cheek and then stabbed Haoh as she had hidden both swords behind her . . .

Haoh : Ugh . . .

Xenovia : I wo . . . o . . . . n . . . . . . . . . . . . . .